From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 27
We read the flying courser's name Upon his side, in marks of flame; And, by their turbaned brows alone, The warriors of the East are known. But in the lover's glowing eyes, The inlet to his bosom lies; Through them we see the small faint mark, Where Love has dropt his burning spark!
Thomas Moore’s other poems:
Poetry In English недавно публиковал (посмотреть все)
- English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. Indifference. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн. - 21 сентября, 2022
- English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. In the Forest. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн. - 21 сентября, 2022
- English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. In June. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн. - 21 сентября, 2022